All Chapters of Corrupted: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Back in Aziel, Cassandra was walking down the street after a mission, going for a ceremony and saw Logan on a construction site.“Oh, Sir!” Calling, a bright smile reached her lips, getting excited after seeing him and rushing to him.“Cassandra?” He asked, arching a brow at her abrupt presence and dressed rather formally. “You look pretty.” He complimented her, which made her blush. Tugging her hair behind, she looked away shyly. “Thank you. What are you doing here?” She asked sheepishly.“I bought the Tademono property at an auction and decided to make it an orphanage. That’s what Master Zuka would have wanted too.” He replied softly. He was one of the students of Sir Zuka and respecting his wishes, he made this place an orphanage.“That is where his home was? What about his sons? Don’t they own the property?” She asked, confused. Cassandra was not from the Capital so she didn’t know much about this place.“They are now criminals, it’s better if they stay away from here anyways.

Zen, I don’t think I should add ‘Dear’ to your name. I truly shouldn’t. If you are reading this then this means two things. One, I am dead and told Ruth what I couldn’t tell you before dying. Two, I have told Ruth everything by gathering all my courage and now I am ashamed to meet my own reflection. I won’t twist words but I became selfish. I yearned for someone to desire me the way you did. I couldn’t stop myself when you were so near me to be seen as my everything. I truly became selfish. Driven to the edge of self-desire that I couldn’t tell you the person you were yearning for was not me in the first place. That the one who holds onto your cape when she has nightmares was not me. That the one you held protectively was not me but… Ruth. We both looked the same, she changed her looks and I remained how I was so you misunderstood me for Ruth and vacuous I, I went along. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. I knew Ruth died to meet her savior knight, I knew Ruth clings onto your

“Stand back. All of you.” Zadicus ordered seriously, extending his out as a black sword summoned, into Zadicus’ hands. The purest black sword with a ruby affixed on the handle. Maroon flames emit from it slightly, extremely thin but longer than an average sword. Asserting 'His' dominance. “There it is, the extinct sword- Crimson Malevolence.” Daphne whispered, gulping hard when Zadicus summoned his sword. To say they were flabbergasted would be an understatement. It was the darkest sword in history; saying it holds souls in them and its bearer can hear screams of the souls trapped in it. “What the fuck? Crimson Malevolence? What kind of monster possesses this sword? I am so dead.” He shivered in fear. He could feel the aura. It was horrifying. “Zadicus…” Persephone whispered his name sorrowfully, taking a step back in fear, but he didn’t notice and began to take slow steps. “You might be the purest blood, Kriss. However,” Zadicus slowly lifted his gaze when bloodlust surrounded

“Walk in.” Huzefa smirked at her, sighing deeply, putting his hand in the air. "Well, well, you surely amazed me." He chuckled, impressed at her observation what most people cannot do but it was still not enough. Lowering his head, he chuckled and entered the place calmly, hands up in the air to show it’s harmless. “See.” He said, crossing the gate, gesturing them to come but frowning at his visage, Tabit finally spoke up. “If you are done with this charade then open the real gates, dammit.” She growled. They were taken aback at her impatience but the mention of real gate also perplexed them. They didn’t notice they were not real- in fact- “You gave yourself away the moment you pointed at the sky. Your man John led us to your self-made domain where you had arranged everything but you gave us a chance to blow your cover, right?” Tabit smirked, folding her arms at her chest, seeing through him transparently. Huzefa was staggered when she explained everything. “You wanted to see

“I think I have fallen in love with you.” Juniper confessed but Kriss stood stunned, mouth gaped with incredulity creeping on his features. “Come again?” Kriss asked, praying he heard her wrong. “I don’t intend to, I never wanted to but life seems so beautiful with you, Kriss. I can’t deny it anymore. I love you.” She whispered, pulling onto his shirt. Her eyes held hopes, begging for mutual connection. She continued to stare at him, waiting for a response desperately but his silence was hurting her, breaking her hopes. “Juniper.” Kriss chuckled nervously, holding her hands, kissing them softly, giving them a squeeze. “You know you are very close to my heart, right?” He asked softly, not leaving her hands but his unclear response was shattering her expectations. “I do, Kriss. And you are to me, I.. I have never felt this alive with anyone, I was never attracted to anyone, you- you hex me and I can’t stop my growing feelings for you, Kriss. You understand that, right?” She asked h